As for losing a love
I can only complain that lovers are
       intemperate givers
who will sack their       souls for a
       gift to make,
for example:
I delivered the power of judgement
       into the hands of another
then wept when I was judged unfit.
I shone the light of my seeing eyes
       onto the face of another
and the rest of the world went dark.
I gave to unknown feet the fullness
       of paths.
Now the feet have passed and no one
       walks here.
So I cry,     Who has done this thing
       to me?
When in fact
I hurt for the burden of beauty
       and awe
which I laid on the features
       of a stranger.

~ Lou P. Rogers